Megan Warren Novels & Stories

Suppressing her tears, Megan said, “Finneas, do you still believe her? That man is a gigolo! I’ve done a proper investigation. He’s not the President of JNS Corporation. He’s a liar! My sister isn’t the president’s wife! I know you’re eager to cooperate with JNS Corporation, but—” “Enough!” Finneas growled. Megan shuddered in fright, for she had never seen him so furious before, but she didn’t understand why he was reacting in this way. Hearing the noise, Meredith immediately stepped into the wedding hall, but she was puzzled as to why Megan was covering her face and staring at Finneas. “Shut up!” Finneas lowered his voice. However, Megan was unsatisfied. Selena is a liar, and that man is a

‘That’s the guy who was in charge of the images displayed on the big screen that day…he is close friends with Megan’ Joe said as in the picture, Megan and the guy looked close. ‘And I discovered something else, Megan was a teacher at Willsburg High when Kimberly schooled there’ he said and Stanley stared at him shocked. ‘Why will Megan ever be a teacher?’ he thought…was he aiming at Kimberly? ‘Where is Megan now?’ Stanley asked and Joe handed me some other pictures. ‘He always drives out of town once a week, does he perhaps have a relative or business out of town?’ Joe asked and Stanley seems to think of one person. There was only one person who lives in an isolated part out of town…he was a

Standing on the other side was a middle-aged woman, carry two small bags, sporting black curly hair, the wart on her nose was noticeable and it massively took away from her beauty, carefully eyeing me from head to toe, she narrowed her eye into slits, "Um- excuse mam, I am Megan," I held out my hand hoping for a friendly handshake, but the woman gild past me entering the room, "OK...that went well" I muttered to myself as I closed the door. Unpacking the bags, she pulled out numerous evening gowns, heels, and makeup, "Megan I have so many places I could choose to be, but Rhone called in a favor, so that's why I am here, I don't knock for more than a minute, respect my time," she broke the si

I heard everyone gasp, and I don’t want another pity from them! “Margareth and I used to know each other. I saw her on her eighteenth birthday. This bitch…” Please, no, no, please don’t tell them, Megan! Why is she doing this? “… didn’t shift!” Megan continued, and I think I forgot how to breathe. Nobody spoke after what she said. Megan continued, “She’s a wolfless she-wolf! I saw it in my own eyes that she failed to shift into her form!” “Megan!” I cried.

Megan's apartment wasn't too big, so everyone was standing around close to each other, having a good time. "Noah, you made it!" Megan saw them and strolled over. She was wearing a yellow dress top with a black skirt to show off her long legs. Her hair was tied up into a high ponytail. She looked great. "This is Serena. She is my..." he caught himself. He didn't want to introduce her as his wife. "My date," he added. Megan already knew about her, so it wasn't necessary to say anything else. He expected Serena to say something, but she just smiled and exchanged pleasantries with Megan. Mrs. Firecracker was behaving well today, Noah thought.

Third Person's POV In the audience, Vanya sat in the most obvious spot, wearing a mask. She slowly clapped, keeping an eye on the female janitor with the baseball cap backstage. The next second, the woman took off her cap and her janitor uniform, revealing a trainee uniform underneath. It was Megan, who had been fired from Hammond Pictures. Megan rushed onto the stage. Dave hadn't even had time to yell "cut" when the camera had already focused on her face.

Surprised to see Jordan watching her, she stood up with a zest, pretending not to hurt. "Hey, Jordan!" She couldn't mask the surprise in her tone. "I thought the academy suspended you?" Megan Trainor, twenty-one years old blonde, sassy and bitter. She was hardly in the Academy's good books. Aside from being known for her arrogance and viciousness, the only good things folks said about her were her constant wins during inter-state games. "Well, I'm back. Nice to meet you again," Jordan Sparks responded with a mocking smile. Jordan gently climbed the parallel bar, dancing and displaying moves. Feeling a little sense of defeat, Megan turned to leave the hall.

Michael said as he pointed in the direction of the woman sitting in the corner. Andrew looked and saw a gorgeous woman wearing a red dress staring at him. The woman smiled at him and walked towards them when she noticed that he was looking at her. "Hi, you are Andrew Bradford, right? I'm Megan. Megan Brown." The woman introduced herself as she extended her hand offering a handshake. Andrew extended his hand as well and accepted her hand in a gentlemanly manner. He knows Megan Brown. He was the twenty-five-year-old daughter of Martin Brown, one of the famous business tycoons in the country.

Megan showed up, gushing over Bruce as she covered her mouth. I almost smirked when I saw the jealousy in Mathew's eyes, his jaws suddenly clenching. He must really love her so much. “My name is Megan Martinez. CEO of Meg realty. I'm also a model. Do you still remember me? We went to the same college togeth—” “Can you keep it slow, please, Ms?” Bruce cut her off politely, giving her a faint and dismissive smile. “Huh?” Her face flashed with disappointment.

The elevator opened, and as we walked out, all I could see was Megan sitting on the floor by her door, sobbing her eyes out. “Megan!” Marley yelled, rushing to where she sat, “What happened? Did you lock yourself out? What is going on?” Megan shrugged off her hand, reaching out to me. Her eyes were distraught as she stared at my face. I wrapped my hand around her, making sure that she was close to me. “What is going on?” I asked. She whimpered. “My dress, the one that I had gotten for the hockey dinner, we.... I returned and it is ruined, someone had carved holes in it and poured oil paint or blood, I don’t...” she cried.